Chapter 145 (1/2)

At this moment, ye Xiwen had a feeling that all the gods and souls were to be pulled out. This feeling made Ye Xiwen have a momentary trance. At this moment, the Shura stick almost poked in front of Ye Xiwen. Although it was a round stick head, if it was directly inserted, it would be the end of brain burst.

The strength of the innate eight peaks was completely released, and the space rippled in an instant.

Suddenly, the waves of the Tianyuan mirror in Ye Xiwen's body were released in an instant. The bloody waves were like the heavenly power of the emperor, which made the Ashura have the impulse to crawl to the ground. It was the majesty immersed in his bones, the majesty of ruling the world of heaven, and made him feel that a slave saw his master. This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

For a moment, he hesitated. He was a noble Asura and one of the eight royal families in the demon world. How could he feel so humiliating, and this feeling also penetrated into the bone marrow? What kind of feeling is that.

Taking advantage of this time, ye Xiwen came back to his senses. The long knife was pulled out in an instant and cut hard at the Ashura.

”Boom!” The terrible wave swept away in an instant. Ye Xiwen stepped back a few steps. The Asura attacked the situation, with a cruel expression on his face.

”Stop it, you humble Ashura bastard, do you want to fight your highness, the greatest demon king in the world of heaven?” At this time, ye Mo suddenly appeared and burst into a drink, which immediately shook the spirit of the Asura. A great figure appeared in front of the Asura, a great figure that made them unqualified to kneel at their feet.

Taking advantage of the moment when Asura stopped, ye Xiwen regrouped and cut a terrible blade again.

Layers of light were blooming on the statue of Asura, but there was a layer of blood light on him, which made him unable to give full play to his full strength.

This makes his psychology abnormal. It seems that he has the strength close to the congenital nine, but he can only play the strength just less than the congenital seven, but he is in peace with this damn human.

This is a kind of spiritual shackle, a very terrible spiritual pressure. He can only do it from some mythical characters in his own family legends, regardless of race. This is a very terrible thing, because he can't think of anything that can be achieved only when he reaches a certain level.

So now he knows that the human in front of him is very terrible, but he has no way to take him.

The Asura was very hard to stop, but the terrible power burst out in his body!

”Waterfall!” The Asura suddenly spewed out blood, stepped on his foot and retreated all the way to avoid Ye Xiwen's attack.

”Hidden dragon out of the abyss!”

Ye Xiwen followed him and clapped it with one palm. A coiled dragon immediately chased out and roared. The whole air changed. The noble righteousness suddenly came out in awe. His long body, like a streamer, immediately chased the Asura.

”Pa!” The Ashura stepped on the ground and stabilized his figure. A burst of crying and Howling Shura stick fell down in an instant.

”Boom!” The whole space vibrated, and the violent energy shock wave instantly churned up layers of air waves.

The statue of Asura flew out in an instant, and another mouthful of blood spewed out. It was called suffocation. It was clear that he was stronger and much stronger than this human being, but he was pressed to death by him. This feeling really made him want to vomit blood.